The Phantom Butcher (Shadow Crawlers Book 1)
However, she yelped when it pricked her skin, drawing blood.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. “Gonna make you so pretty.”
A soft whimper left her lips as she tried to move her face away, but he held her face in a steel-like grip.
“Not that fast, bitch. We have just started.”
However, before he could press it more, his phone rang again. She mentally thanked the caller and prayed that he answered it.
The guy cursed, standing up with a scowl, answering the call. Maybe God really was on her side.